Universal Monsters #11: The Invisible Woman (1940, A Edward Sutherland)

I’ve set myself the challenge of watching all 28 films from Universal Studios’ golden age of horror that feature Count Dracula, Frankenstein’s Monster, the Mummy, the Invisible Man (or an equivalent character), the Wolf Man and the Creature from the Black Lagoon

Spoiler warning: these reviews reveal minor plot points

After a decade or so of Universal’s successful run of monster films, the world was changing. The Depression had ravaged many American families and, although the US was yet to enter proceedings, the Second World War was now raging in Europe. Perhaps that’s why the studio injected some comedy into its series. Everyone needed a laugh in 1940.

The Invisible Woman’s storytelling has a similar mood and pace to His Girl Friday – Howard Hawks’s sublime romcom from earlier that same year – while another Cary Grant film, 1937’s ghost comedy Topper, was also an influence. The dialogue is littered with sarcasm and self-deprecation, while scenes feature double-takes, prat-falls and plinky-plonky incidental music. It all results in a bright and likeable experience, directed by a man with real comedy pedigree: London-born A Edward Sutherland had been one of the original Keystone Cops; had worked with Chaplin and Laurel & Hardy; and had recently directed Abbott & Costello’s first ever movie. We are a far wolf’s cry from the spooky Gothicana of Dracula and Frankenstein.

Rather than a conventional sequel, The Invisible Woman is narratively unrelated to Universal’s earlier Invisible Man movies. We’re introduced to an eccentric scientist, Professor Gibbs (John Barrymore in one of the final roles of his lauded career), who is working for an American dilettante called Richard Russell (John Howard). When it’s pointed out that Gibbs is spending a lot of money, Russell is blasé: ‘He must be inventing something. I never asked.’ In fact, Gibbs is developing an invisibility process. He tried it on a cat, but the effect wore off, so he now places a classified ad in the Daily Record newspaper. Initially the wording reads ‘Wanted – a human being, willing to become invisible, $3000 remuneration’, but Gibbs has a rethink and changes ‘$3000’ to ‘no’.

And then – how’s about this for a plot twist? – a *woman* replies!

The woman in question, Kitty Carroll, is a department-store model who’s bored with life. She seems game for taking a risk, so Gibbs reluctantly agrees to let her try his process, which plays as a whimsical parody of Dr Frankenstein’s experiments: there’s scientific equipment abuzz, levers to pull, and bolts of electricity flashing between coils. Originally, Margaret Sullavan – who was under contract to Universal – was cast in the role of Kitty, but she was eager to do another project instead… so simply didn’t show up for the filming. Virginia Bruce stepped in at the 11th hour, bringing a good deal of comic energy to the film, while Sullavan, who’d recently co-starred with James Stewart in The Shop Around the Corner, was hit with a legal backlash.

After the invisibility procedure, Kitty is of course able to move around unseen. So the first thing she does is return to the department store to prank her obnoxious boss and some prim, posh customers. She has lots of fun, as does the creative team responsible for the film’s special effects – we see clothes and gloves moving around as if by magic, doors slamming of their own accord, and Kitty’s boss trapped under a window sash. Elsewhere, a romcom thread is sewn when Kitty encounters Richard, but sadly the unquestioned sexism of the era means that, from this point on, Kitty’s entire personality becomes related to her appearance, her figure and her clothes. Will Richard still fancy her when he can *see* her?! (Just generally, the movie seems childishly giddy with the risqué conceit that the invisible Kitty is actually naked through all this.) There’s also a crime subplot involving a gangster played by Three Stooges member Shemp Howard, but this never feels essential.

Instead it’s the breezy comedy, the playful special effects, Virginia Bruce’s charm, and the comedic secondary characters – a housekeeper played by The Wizard of Oz’s Margaret Hamilton, a butler played by Charlie Ruggles – that create a diverting 70 minutes of fun.

Seven combinations of chemical, biological and dynamic influences out of 10

Next time: It’s a wolf, man! It’s the Wolf Man!

Universal Monsters #9: The Invisible Man Returns (1940, Joe May)

I’ve set myself the challenge of watching all 28 films from Universal Studios’ golden age of horror that feature Count Dracula, Frankenstein’s Monster, the Mummy, the Invisible Man, the Wolf Man and the Creature from the Black Lagoon…

Spoiler warning: these reviews reveal minor plot points

Well, the title is a lie for a start: this sequel does not feature the same Invisible Man as the 1933 original. Our new see-through character does have a familial link to Claude Rains’s Jack Griffin. But despite previous Universal horrors being named after relatives of villains – Bride of Frankenstein, Dracula’s Daughter, Son of Frankenstein – it was felt that audiences might blanche at The Invisible Man’s Brother.

The brother in question is Frank Griffin, played by British actor John Sutton. Nine years after Jack developed the secret of invisibility, Frank now uses the process to help a friend escape from police custody. Geoffrey Radcliffe (Vincent Price) has been wrongly convicted of murder, so now that he’s free he’s able to investigate incognito and hunt for the real killer…

The Invisible Man Returns starts with an appallingly creaky scene – overacting servants discussing whether their imprisoned master will get a reprieve – but thankfully this low-rent mood doesn’t last. In fact, as mid-budget horror films go, this one has a rather remarkable cast. In 1940, Vincent Price was on the early rungs of a career ladder that would lead him to immortality. He’d just appeared with Basil Rathbone and Boris Karloff in Richard III drama Tower of London and continued to crop up in films of many types. But it was in the horror genre where he built his lasting legacy, lighting up House of Wax (1953), The Fly (1958), House of Usher (1960), Witchfinder General (1968), The Abominable Dr Phibes (1971), Michael Jackson’s Thriller (1983) and many more. In The Invisible Man Returns, his hypnotic accent and soulful demeanour are perfect for a role that is largely a voice part – you can detect the makings of a star. (Price’s knowledge of German also came in handy on set, as it meant he could converse properly with Austrian director Joe May who barely spoke English.)

The aforementioned John Sutton had also been in Tower of London. So too had Nan Grey, memorable for a small role in 1936’s Dracula’s Daughter and here playing the love interest. Elsewhere we get Alan Napier – Alfred the butler in the 1960s TV series Batman – as a shady guy working for a mining company, and Cedric Hardwicke – a respected English stage actor who was later directed by Hitchcock, Olivier and DeMille – as Radcliffe’s cousin. It’s a good cast, who elevate a tatty script and keep us interested in the intrigue.

The pick of the bunch, though, is Cecil Kellaway as Scotland Yard detective Sampson. Sampson is a smart man with a knowing look in his eye who clocks immediately how Radcliffe has escaped from his prison cell. The Invisible Man Returns is really more of a murder mystery with a sci-fi twist than a traditional horror, and it would perhaps have been a more compelling film if Sampson were the central character and we followed the investigation through his eyes.

Because despite the best efforts of the cast, this story is told rather blandly. The directorial tone sticks relentlessly to the middle of the road – it’s mildly funny but never a hoot, sometimes edges towards a thriller without ever really gripping you. The special effects, meanwhile, are less audacious than in the first film, though there is some fun. A scientist has cages for invisible animals and in each one we see a collar and lead moving around seemingly of their own accord. In fact, the film’s best moment combines this kind of whimsy with its strongest character: Sampson is able to identify where the invisible Radcliffe is by blowing cigar smoke in his direction.

Six extractions of an East Indian herb that took the colour out of things out of 10

Next: Get ready to shake The Mummy’s Hand!

Universal Monsters #5: The Invisible Man (1933, James Whale)

I’ve set myself the challenge of watching all 28 films from Universal Studios’ golden age of horror that feature Count Dracula, Frankenstein’s Monster, the Mummy, the Invisible Man, the Wolf Man and the Creature from the Black Lagoon

Spoiler warning: these reviews reveal minor plot points

HG Wells’s novel The Invisible Man had been published in 1897 – the same year as Dracula – but Wells was still around in the early 1930s when Frankenstein director James Whale was tasked with this film adaptation. Luckily, Wells enjoyed the result – and it’s easy to see why.

Jack Griffin is a scientist on the run after an experiment went wrong. His body is now totally invisible so he must hide behind clothes, hats, goggles and bandages while he plots how to use his unique situation to his selfish benefit. (This is therefore the second Universal Monsters film in a row with a central character wrapped up in bandages.) Cast as Jack was the London theatre actor Claude Rains. Frankenstein star Colin Clive was initially considered, which makes sense: like Clive’s Henry Frankenstein, Jack is a man ‘playing God’, dabbling in the margins of acceptable science and being driven mad by the untamed consequences. But Griffin is more of an out-and-out villain: a raving, deluded, manipulative murderer. Rains uses his syrupy sinister voice (a result of being gassed in the Great War) to create a memorable character on the edge of lunacy. The impact is all the more impressive given that we only actually *see* the actor, very briefly, in the last scene.

The film’s plot is incredibly basic, being essentially just a set-up followed by scenes of Jack evading the authorities. And it must be said that most of the supporting characters are thunderingly dull. Jack’s girlfriend and her father are played by Gloria Stuart (who 64 years later starred in James Cameron’s Titanic) and Henry Travers (the angel Clarence in It’s a Wonderful Life). Neither captures your attention. The film doesn’t really have any sympathy point, in fact – a problem solved in the 2020 remake, which tells its story from a victim’s POV. Instead the fun comes from the intrigue, the visual dynamics and some effective incidental music. There are also many moments of humour, especially when Irish actress Una O’Connor appears as a delightfully camp innkeeper. James Whale knowingly shifts away from the Gothic embellishments of Frankenstein and the result feels closer to a comedy.

The most notable aspect, then and now, is the astonishing special-effects work. The Invisible Man is a 1930s equivalent of Star Wars, Terminator 2 or Jurassic Park – a film where the effects’ power and awe have not dated at all. Whale ekes out the reveal of Jack’s invisibility during the opening act, creating mystery and tension. When his see-through face is first glimpsed (or *not* glimpsed, as it were), we cut away *just* as we realise what we’re seeing (or not seeing). Then when Jack finally unwraps the bandages from his invisible head, it is an extraordinary moment of wonder. How the *hell* have they done that?! Behind the scenes, a succession of techniques were deployed to dramatise the invisibility – hidden wires to move objects in mid-air, complex opticals to merge separately shot elements into one image – and the results are still spectacular after nine decades.

Seven gold vaults of the nations, the secrets of kings, the Holy of Holies out of 10

Next: Frankenstein’s Monster gets… a Bride!